Thanks for trying the newspaper and book page blackout technique (scientific terminology there) in class Tuesday. Please share at least one of your blackout text pieces as a COMMENT on this post.
You could type the text you left on the page as a sentence or poem or story. You could also take a picture with your phone and post your work that way on your own blog, but that is optional.
I'm thinking you could do this same technique with any printed material containing a good chunk of text to work with. I also think you could be inspired to write all sorts of other pieces by using your blacked out piece as a starting point.
You could visit Austin Kleon's website to see what others have come up with and even post your own work there if you're up for it.
Oh sh**! No warning! A spider just suddenly jumping into my eyes.
ReplyDeleteI hate the fact that for the rest of my life, I will forget and everyone in the world, disappeared.
ReplyDeleteWherever I looked, he was there taking scarves. Doesn't look like he'll be back by then. He needed money? Need to talk to him. She's surrounded by armed guards and police officers. Terrific.
ReplyDeleteour problem is death issuing a statement
ReplyDeleteBeauty fades but stupid is forever
ReplyDeleteTo laugh, Yuji. I only wanted to tell you, my physical body a zombie. These little things did not have any message. I am very sorry, maybe it will mean something.
ReplyDeleteHe Remembered his ponytail when he sat down. Again, I smiled back, my lips were trembling. Pressing into my palms though it would lift off.
ReplyDelete"Can I have your book?"
I stared at him, not sure what he was talking about. "The right to my privacy."
Jeremiah leaned over like he had. I stared down at the page and inhaled.
"Why'd you get transferred?"
"They do stuff like that."
I envied her. I couldn't join her. So I left her.
ReplyDeleteSleeping in the sailboat by the window was wonderful every night.
ReplyDeleteThe boy stared and stared. The dog growled and Tom said taking back his knife he plunged it into the snow and then he got the heck out of there. He was in Michigan
ReplyDeleteone thing i could never quite figure out,was a mistake.i took first glance i couldnt believe my eyes ,it was obvious i might breeak her ,i was shocked
ReplyDeleteThe strain forced trembling eyes, I was so tired out and scared, it stopped.
ReplyDeleteI don't even want to be here. My happy glow is fading away, and underneath I feel chilly and rather stupid. I'm a fool, aren't I? I mean, it's obvious. Except it's not that obvious. I wouldn't have behaved anything like that if I'd known. A cold feeling begins to creep over me. This is all wrong. All right? "No, " I hear myself saying. "No it's not." But somehow I don't care. I can't bear it. "It's just... it's all wrong."
ReplyDeletelying down and staring at the sky. Handsome and put together, I looked at the black woods. I sighed, anticipated disappointment. Thunder. Storm cloud. Trees. Hiding a secret. I gazed upward collecting the reflected light of all the houses and cities that it passed over. Impossible would exist in nature. Poor bastards, tired of watching us make the same damn mistakes all the time. Endless.
ReplyDeleteGod, looking up the corridor,looking on a matching God. Very odd, as if it were the First World War. Old shining eyes look interestedly for a start. Sludgy greens and browns ridden by God. "It really is boring" I say, "We were thrilled."
ReplyDeletetell the truth, we can figure it out, raced ink lay less than a finger width away, you cant see it, no warning not even a rumble, lost, killed feelings, whats keepingt this, how well you can fill the backspace with what they left behind, we'll plant the bombs
ReplyDeletecigarettes and dark red eyes.
ReplyDelete"It's a joke, isn't it?"
he then gestures for God.
"Glad to hear it," says the man.
three men extends
His hand,
but
it's so easy to
be very weak, because
holding a nightmare
in the World actually
interests The World.
"So who's this guy?" he asks.
He seems nice. "Do you know what he is?" He sounds nice enough. "And if he's not?" He reached over and touched. Empty, no. Not yet. "You'll see" I sat long after depressed.
ReplyDeleteHe's supposed to
ReplyDeletewant
me
not tonight
stay here
dying before leaving
alone
thoughtfully he said it was never really great
not realizing
I lo
I
I
love him
beauty in blood Girls deserve to bleed first I left her cold hungry I witness her death inflicted initial wounds unchained girls moved forward reconstructed set up to bleed dry dying girls bound feet with rope she was strung up by fatal wound slipping the blade between her ribs help quickly dying girl blood flowing from her body the sight mesmerized me voice heard wailing of other girls her life drained she looked at me wide blank eyes I faced both life and death fear I never experienced before girl drained of life her beauty her life I closed my eyes saw sunrises
ReplyDeleteLaughter muttered through the darkness of the night.
ReplyDeleteYou either float on . . . or get
ReplyDeleterevenge
I go with-
out the slightest plan
I lock the door,
and The goddesses watch me
and clean every part of me face,
breasts, back,
throat.
my arms drape like wings and
drip dry.
yellow flowers
twist into my
teeth the sun creates
light on the
mirror and pinch my cheeks.
There I've put on my goddess shoes.
my feet smile then inhale
"Thank you."
She knew how to use charm with a skill worthy of a woman grown
ReplyDeleteshe could bend him this way and that like a willow withy in a high breeze
beneath her warmth and vivacity, there was a part of her that trusted nothing and calculated everything.